Chapter 1: 1st Night

The moon shows its soft light on the world as I walk the streets. I listen to your voice as you call out to your friends who are leaving your party to return to their homes. The light of the full moon catches your face and I see its beauty from down below. I slip into the shadows as your guests pass. You watch them go before turn to return to your room closing the door to the balcony that you were just using. You turn up the lamps in the room and pull the drapes closed, but I can still see the shadow of you. In the flash of a thought I stand outside your window looking through the crack of the drapes.

I watch as you change from your party dress to your night gown. I can hear your heartbeat and breathing slow as you slip into restful sleep. I reach out with a gentle mental touch probing your mind to make sure your sleep is deep enough for my purposes. Satisfied I decide to enjoy myself. Your hand has the sudden urge to rub your womanhood as the hem of your gown rides up your legs exposing your pussy. Your fingers expertly begin to tease it until you are good and wet. The sheets are drawn back exposing your body pulled by some invisible hand. The straps of your gown slowly slip off your shoulders and your gown rides down to your waist bunching there. The night's cold air touches your nipples making them hard and firm causing you to shiver. Soon warm hands cover them bringing new warms and comfort. You sigh with relief and ecstasy as they seem to rub them and massage them. A mouth kisses the lobe of your ear before trailing kisses down the side of your neck. The mouth stops where your neck meets the shoulder and you feel the grazing of sharp teeth there. In one quick and savage motion they bury themselves into your flesh finding the vein but there is no pain. The blood itself does not seem to flow that much but you are not paying attention to that. You focus is on each and every nerve in your body as they seem to come alive all at once. You feel hot and feverish as the pleasure in your pussy and the rubbing of your breasts increases. You arch your back overwhelmed by the pleasure you feel as your pussy gushes forth with all its juices squirting them onto the bed. Something supports you holding you there. Without opening your eyes your other hand reaches for the candle next to your bed while the other hand doesn't stop its rubbing. Taking the side without the wick u force it into yourself the juices of your pussy making it easy and the smooth object slides in.

You lick your lips at the pure deliciousness of the moment as you have never felt more alive. Your body burns with the need to be penetrated to release this heat that is burning you up with lust. Using both hands you fuck your pussy desperately seeking release as you fuck yourself suspended above the bed in mid air. You climax again and again until you are too tired to do it anymore. Your body is slack from exhaustion as you settle back on the bed the conscious part of your mind still asleep. The following morning you awaken to still find the candle inside you before you pull it out of your worn pussy. The bed is still wet from last night's dream, and that is all that it must be, for when your fingers rub your neck your neck the bite marks that should be there are gone. Except for that everything seems to have happened. You go about your day believing that is all that has happened but inside a coffin not far away a dark figure smiles as the crosses his mind, 'I believe I will like to play again with my new companion.'